In the square, a little rain suddenly fell.

Jon cursed to God, and quickly looked around to find a statue that was raised forward, just enough to keep out the rain...... Then he hurriedly crept over and hid under the statue to shelter from the rain.

Otherwise, if it gets wet in the rain, it will greatly reduce the effect of the illusion spell.

But the Beauxbatons student phalanx in the square did not move, regardless of gender, regardless of age...... They all stood silently in the rain as before, waiting, and no sound could be heard in the whole square except the sound of the rain dropping on the marble floor.

Not only the students, but a dozen wizards and wizards dressed as teachers also stood in the rain in the last row of the square, and Jon saw the same Mr. Philippe Mardan in the carriage earlier, and he was one of them.

This made Jon, who was hiding under the statue, slightly stunned.

It seems that he guessed correctly, Beauxbatons has a very different atmosphere than Hogwarts.

Compared to Hogwarts, where the rules were loose and loosely managed, Beauxbatons' rules and regulations were more regulated and strict, and students were more accustomed to obedience. Like the Halloween dinner when Beauxbatons and Durmstrang visited Hogwarts two years ago, the sixth and seventh year students who had followed the Headmaster to Hogwarts stood upright as Lady Maxim entered the hall until the Headmaster was seated......

But the good news is that they don't have to wait too long...... Just a few minutes later, Mrs. Olim Maxim had arrived.

......

Olim Maxim, Headmaster of Beauxbatons –

Her hair was combed back in a shiny bun at the base of her neck, and she was wrapped from head to toe in a black-forged gown, with many precious opals shining around her neck and thick fingers.

Despite being in the first row of the plaza, Jon could see her movements as the target was so prominent.

Madame Maxim raised her wand and swept it towards the sky...... Then, as if an invisible curtain was blocking the crowd and the sky, the rain suddenly stopped.

Most of the students were already drenched, especially the girls with long hair, dragging their wet hair, and Jon looked a little worried about whether she would catch a cold like this...... None of the students seemed to notice this, though, and their eyes were all fixed on the striking headmaster at the far end of the square.

"Welcome back to Beauxbatons!" Mrs. Maxim's stern voice also sounded: "I hope that you will come out of the relaxed and relaxed attitude of the summer vacation as soon as possible, I hope you can adapt to the intense study atmosphere of the new semester as soon as possible, and I hope that you will work harder and learn more knowledge in the new semester......"

The headmaster's words were concise and to the point, but they had an unmistakable flavor.

“...... In addition, at the beginning of the semester, I would like to make a few points of caution: firstly, no student is allowed to enter the mountains and forests surrounding the school and harass the girls in it, and new students should pay special attention to this, and secondly, the Quidditch player review will begin in the second week of the semester......"

“...... Finally, once again, welcome back to Beauxbatons. Madame Maxim paused for the last time and ordered, "Now, let everyone enter the Great Hall in order of age, and begin our opening feast!"

Madame Maxime raised her wand for the second time, and this time, Jon only felt a warm strong wind blowing in his face, and he quickly lowered his head...... Not only him, but all the students were under this warm wind and couldn't help but cover their faces with their hands.

The warm air lasted for about a minute, and by the time it stopped, the rain-soaked students, both their hair and their clothes, were drying again.

However, when they turned around, they found that Madame Maxim was missing.

She should have walked into the castle.

On the far left side of the square, a group of small boys and girls have begun to move forward under the guidance of several teachers...... It looks like they're first-year freshmen.

......

Jon crept out from under the statue, the ground was already dry, and walking on it would not attract attention.

Beauxbatons is not divided into houses like Hogwarts...... It categorizes students according to different grades.

The first-year students were the first to enter the castle, followed by the second-year students.

The tiptoeing Jon casts the "Illusion Charm" on his body, sneaks after the second-year students, and follows them into the castle.

Like Hogwarts, the stone walls are surrounded by flaming torches, the ceilings are so high that you can barely see the top, and they walk down a lavish marble staircase surrounded by a number of half-closed rooms.

He was careful along the way, worried about whether he would encounter any real protective equipment, but Beauxbatons was a school anyway, and there were no well-known dark wizard alumni like Voldemort at large, so Jon was safe along the way.

There were about a hundred second-year students, two of them in a row, in a neat formation, stepping through the marble ceiling without causing any confusion.

This is a good thing for Jon, after all, after walking in such a neat line, he doesn't have to worry about being bumped into by an "accident".

As he tried his best to keep up with the group, Jon looked around curiously—

When they saw going to a hut in the style of an old wardrobe, they suddenly had an idea.

Stopping there, and when the second-graders were a little farther away and the third-graders had not yet arrived, he gently pushed open the door to the old wardrobe room, broke in, and then gently closed the door.

......

Yes, there are piles of all kinds of clothes inside.

Jon managed to find a men's Beauxbatons uniform, and after simply applying a cleaning charm to it, he decisively changed into this silver silk school uniform.

Reusing the Illusion Charm on himself, he gently pushed open the door to the old wardrobe and followed the group behind him again—it looked like it was already a group of sixth or seventh graders.

Following the Beauxbatons students, Jon managed to infiltrate the Great Hall.

There are seven long tables in the auditorium, which are easy to distinguish by the age of the students, from left to right, from grades 1 to 7.

Madame Maxim stood on the rostrum...... The students in the auditorium also stood in their seats.

Jon found the fifth grade table and quietly moved to the back of the crowd, trying not to bump into anyone else along the way......